Reviews

Tasty box of All-Sorts from mainstream monsters of yesteryear

Whiskeytown violinist goes it alone

Another foray into the troubled mind of Bill Callahan

Austrian dark-tech recreating classic New Order sound

Dutch death disco from early '80s

Remastered reissues of Gaye's meditations on big and little deaths

A 36-gun salute to the music of Malkmus

Lee's lofty adaptation of gritty 24-hour crime novel takes on the shadows of 9/11

Priest gets laid. Slowly. In Mexico

When compared to Baz Luhrmann's hysterical synapse-splitting kitsch, there's something strangely reassuring about Franco Zeffirelli's stodgy '68 classicist version of Romeo And Juliet. Here, the many pleasures include Michael York's fantastic cheekbones as Tybalt, a cherubic Bruce Robinson as Benvolio, and a plethora of badly choreographed sword-fights. Even the infamous shots of Olivia Hussey's 17-year-old breasts seem quaint rather than smutty.